![]() which means these cats are all that’s left of Sk圜lan. No wonder she looks familiar-I’ve seen her in a vision before! And I know her name. Echosong!Įchosong! Alderheart’s suspicions were confirmed. Her breathing slowed, then stopped.Įchosong! The cats who surrounded her flung back their heads and sent wails of anguish up to the sky. She sank back onto the grass, her eyes fluttering shut. The effort had taken the last of the tabby’s strength. You must look for the blood trail in the sky! Follow the blood trail! she rasped out. , she whispered, seeming to relax then she forced herself upright again, her legs trembling and her tail flailing. Alderheart wanted to turn and see what it was that she saw, but he couldn’t tear his gaze from her face. Her eyes widened, her gaze fixed on something on the horizon. But he was distracted when the silver-gray tabby let out a gasp and struggled to sit up. The cat’s name was on the tip of Alderheart’s tongue, and suddenly it felt vitally important for him to remember it. And losing their medicine cat will only make things more difficult. They’ve been through so much, he thought. Pity for her Clanmates clawed at him: they looked so thin and ragged, and it sounded as if they had struggled hard to find themselves new territory. We looked everywhere.Īlderheart realized that the dying tabby must be their medicine cat. I fear that she must be dead.Īnother cat nodded. You know we never found Frecklewish after we were driven from the gorge. The cat who had been licking her said gently, She’s not here. Alderheart understood that the tabby’s fever was causing her to hallucinate. The other cats looked eagerly in the direction she was staring, but disappointment clouded their eyes when they saw no cat there. Suddenly she startled, looking over her Clanmates’ heads. and we haven’t been able to find the home that StarClan wishes for us. I wish I could protect you all, she mewed, her voice shaking and filled with guilt. One of the other cats bent over her and gave her ears a gentle lick.Īlderheart almost thought that the tabby had died, but a moment later she roused again. But I don’t know where you would find them here. Wearily, the silver tabby shook her head. Is there anything we can do for you? one of the other cats asked her. All he could do was watch as one of the tabby’s companions dipped a scrap of moss into the pool and held it to her mouth so that she could drink. īut in his vision he was helpless, with no way to communicate with these cats or find the herbs for them. Chervil or marigold for the infection, some borage leaves to bring down her fever a little. I wish I could help this cat, Alderheart thought. Once again he felt that odd sense of familiarity, as though he really ought to recognize her. The tabby was very thin, her pelt dull and almost colorless her breathing was shallow, and her eyes looked glassy with fever. The flesh around it was swollen, and pus oozed from the wound. I must be having a vision! Are these the cats of Sk圜lan? But I don’t really recognize any of them. . .Įager to know what his vision had to tell him, Alderheart drew closer to the clump of bushes, noticing that his paw steps did not even bend the grass blades beneath them.Īs he padded forward, Alderheart could see that the silver-gray tabby had a long gash down her flank. A spark of excitement fizzled through Alderheart. ![]() His voice trailed off as none of the cats reacted to his approach-it was as if they could neither see him nor hear him. Greetings! he called out as he drew nearer to the group of cats. Hesitantly, Alderheart began padding down the slope into the center of the hollow. ![]() Alderheart thought he had seen her somewhere before, but the other cats were all strangers to him. A small, silver-gray tabby she-cat lay stretched out in their midst. Straggling bushes surrounded it, and when Alderheart looked more closely he spotted a group of cats huddled in the shelter of the branches. In the bottom of the hollow was a small pool, the surface glittering in the sunlight. He couldn’t remember ever having visited this hollow before, and a pang of apprehension seized him as he wondered if he had managed to wander away from ThunderClan territory without realizing it. Blinking in the dazzling rays, he glanced around and tried to work out where he was. ![]() The sun edged its way above the horizon, casting a flood of golden light over the grassy hollow where Alderheart stood. ![]()
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